Going Home!!!!

So it's been a pretty tame week, not a whole lot going on since the tattoo. It looks great and I love it and I am so glad I got it done. I called Mom at work and told her, that way she couldn't yell at me, you know, since she was at work and all. Surprisingly, she was really cool with it. So cool, in fact, that I told her I'd get her one for her birthday if she wanted. At first she kind of bawked at the idea, but then after a few seconds she was like, well, if I come to Lincoln sometime...Makes sense, since I already found a great place and I'm sure Nate would be totally happy to do hers too. Nate's pretty much awesome and I am glad I chose him to do mine.

I am so psyched to be going home this weekend. Yesterday was my Mom's birthday, so that's partially why I am going home. The other part has to do with the fact that the Vikes are playing the Packers this Sunday, woohoo. I have not missed this game in like, 12 years. We've had Vikings season tickets forever and oh how I hate the Packers. I want to spit on Brett Favre's grave. After he's dead, of course. Wouldn't make much sense right now. I haven't decided if I am coming back Monday or Tuesday. I got Monday night off from work so technically I could actually come back Tuesday and still be here by 5 for work...I may do that, I miss my family. Plus, Nicholas is so adorable. He got these plastic turtle to play with in the bathtub a while back and he has four of them. He chose all the names himself and you can tell...See, he absolutely adored my turtle, Wendall, but he could never say his name, so it always came out sounding like 'Dendall'. Well, I guess when he got these turtles of his own, he decided to name them Wendall, Merle, and David, and the momma turtle is name Dorothy. The Wendall and the Merle comes from MY turtle, which is adorable, he named one after our Grandpa, who's name is David, and then one after our Great Grandma Dorothy. That kid is such a trip, he cracks me up.

Apparently there are visitors coming to Lincoln that one would think I'd want to see but since said visitors didn't even tell me themselves they were coming here because they couldn't be bothered to, I am quite sure I won't be seeing them. Well, I won't be here anyway so I guess it really doesn't matter anyway. Blah.

If someone, somewhat drunk, asks you to do something such as go somewhere and get them food and you say no and they ask, "But don't you love me?" and you say that no you don't and then they ask why not, because they are, in fact, quite lovable, it's okay to go along with it and reassure them that, okay, fine, you do love them. Even if you don't. Besides, love is a funny thing anyway. I love my friends. I just love them on varying levels. To be quite honest, there are some I would kill, die, cheat, lie and/or steal for, and some that I wouldn't. I know that sounds kind of horrible to say, but there are many varying levels of friendship. There's no need to name names, you know who you are by now. And if you have to ask yourself if you are one of those people, the answer then is probably a resounding NO. This rapidly became a somewhat serious tangent. Sad. Mostly I was starting out by poking fun at Evan - and Brett too, because he was laying on the floor and constantly asking for 'nugs' as we affectionately refer to Chicken McNuggets as - for wanting me to go get them McDonalds last Saturday after Fight Night. Suffice it to say I ended up not going because eventually I wore Evan down and he drove Brett's drunk ass to McDonalds instead. I'm gooood. This paragraph is kind of a clusterfuck of randomness. I am okay with that. It's entertaining.

Recently I rented 'The Break Up' and 'Thank You For Smoking'. I was not a big fan of either. I mean, 'The Break Up' was funny, but a lot of the arguments that they had hit far too close to home and I was not a huge fan. And I love Vince Vaughn and Jennifer Aniston and I wanted them to get back together even though JohnRoss told me ahead of time that they wouldn't. Then again, as Brett pointed out, it wasn't a cliched ending like so may others lame romantic comedies. But eh, the point of movies is to get lost for a while in the not-so-realistic. As for 'Thank You For Smoking' is was good, not great. I inadvertently saw it a second time because Evan wouldn't let me watch The OC - apparently because it is his tv and his apartment and his couches, that means he gets to watch whatever he wants first, who knew - and I liked it better, but still, I am not rushing out to buy it.

I am sick, also. It's a cold and it's kind of lame and annoying. I had no voice yesterday and when I did talk I sounded like a man. It was great. Answering the phones at work and talking on the headsets was a real blast. But sick or not, there is no way in hell I am missing the game on Sunday. Wold horses could not keep me from the Metrodome. I HATE the Packers.

I finally finished season 3 of The OC. Now I am waiting on Brett to also finish so we can start watching season 4. He's been DVR-ing them for us so we will have a nice collection to watch - even though that may not happen until after December, blah! Brett graduates then and until he gets his portfolio done, he's not really a lot of fun.

Speaking of The OC, I thought this exchange was...interesting...There's a little masochist in us all, isn't there?
Volchak: You deserve to be treated right
Marissa: If I wanted to be treated right, I wouldn’t be with you

Anyway, that's about it, not a whole lot else going on. Working and subbing, same old story. Peace out, bitches.

***Edit*** I can't believe I forgot this part. So on Wednesday night I went out to eat with Allie and Pam, man I miss my ADPisFONT>! Anyway, we went to Applebee'sFONT> by the Lied Center and our waitress comes out and she looks so familiar and she kind of gives me that look that says, "I know you from somewhere..." So when she says, "I'm Emily and I'll be your server tonight...blah blah Applebee'sFONT> speech..." I know exactly where I know her from. We had an interesting conversation that lasted a good ten minutes or so at least, and found some interesting similarities in our stories on how we came to be ex-girlfriends of a certain someone who ran on back home a few months ago. It was a fun night, Allie and Pam and I had a good laugh, they thought the tattoo was fitting, and we just got to finally talk without having to watch what we say because we were not actually at an ADPiFONT> event. JV couldn't make it because she had a test the next day, but that just means we get to do something fun next week hopefully, woohooFONT>. I love my girls.
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